Sorted Out

"What's wrong?" he asks. "Oh, nothing, really," i say with a sigh. He raises that one eyebrow, damn it, and i quickly correct myself.  "i don't know - no, really, i'm just out of sorts." "Feeling bad?" "Tired.  A little bit overwhelmed.  Just - you know. Out of sorts." "Sounds like you need to be … Continue reading Sorted Out

Three more days…

Three more days til my mini-vacation; i am super-excited.  But also trying to stay in the moment since the vacation doesn't start for 3 more days! i was super-productive yesterday, but doubt if i can sustain that level of excellence the rest of the week.  Plus, i worked 12 hours to accomplish what i did. … Continue reading Three more days…

Goals?

"How much did you get done today?" His voice is gentle, not demanding at all, but i cringe.  "Um, i did the dishes and laundry and made the bed, and i even straightened up part of the utility room."  Despite myself, my voice goes up in question at the end of that sentence.  Is that … Continue reading Goals?

On your knees

"On your knees," he says. i do it quickly.  There has been talk lately of a training school, an idea that alternately excites and terrifies me - or maybe that's the same thing.  But the thought inspires me to quick obedience. Besides, i love to kneel at his feet. He is naked under his robe, … Continue reading On your knees

Thinking…

i was wondering today when and how i began to think of myself as unfocused and disorganized.  No, wait, that's not quite right, but i began to think of myself as "not focused enough," and "not organized enough." i think that i've been missing the point.  i can be super focused and super organized ~ when … Continue reading Thinking…

Stop that

"Stop that," he says. "What?"  i look innocent, sound innocent, but i totally know what he's talking about. "THAT," he says, taking my phone out of my hand.  "You have been on there for at least an hour now.  Are you doing anything besides Facebook?" "Um, actually, um, no, no, Sir. " "I thought you … Continue reading Stop that